when doubts arise and nights are long
and every fear feels sharp and strong
there is a peace, a gentle tide
that waits for those who trust inside
the restless heart can find its rest
the weary soul, its quiet nest
no storm can shake, no worry creep
the calm that comes when faith is deep
hold on, release, surrender tight
let trust transform the dark to light
and in this haven, soft and sweet
all who believe are made complete.